This is a poem I wrote for english class. It was based on how you'd feel if you were an animal being hunted. Please enjoy and comment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There I hear Them Coming Loud Monsterous Screetches. So Distant Yet So Close. I Smell Them. The Smell Of Crimson With The Every Step. The Horrible Smell Every Where. I See Them Riding In A Giant Metal Monster. Holding Long Pipes That Shoot Fire. I Run, They See Me and Follow. I Run Faster and Faster As Fast As I Can. I Think "Will I Live Or Will I Die?" I Hear Shots I Am Hurt But I'm Not Dead. I Fight The Pain To Run. I Am In The Open No Where To Hide Must Keep Running. I Feel Tired But Must Not Stop. They Follow Still. I See Bodies Of Friends and Foe Alike. I Turn To Face Them. They Stop and Stare. I Crouch Growling. They Laugh. I Pounce Bitiing. They Scream and Shreak. I Taste The Crimson Of Them. I Bite Harded Crushing and Ripping. The One Is Dead The Rest Flee. I Get To Live....No. Wait. I Feel So Dizzy. My Mind Slips So Do I. All I See Last Is The Never Ending Sky.
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